Ok, so I have several fabulous ladies that grace my life.

Want to meet another?

This is Ashton!  She’s the one that assisted me in beginning this maddess.

Yes, this is ALL HER FAULT!

She used to be my baking partner…but then she kinda started rocking her cakes and decorations.  I mean…seriously rocking.

Her website is Ashtie Cakes  www.ashtiecakes.com

Seriously, check out her cakes.

You wouldn’t bake with her anymore either.


I have another bestie.  This is Dori Dori!

Hey!  Dori!  You’re famous!

Well, at least as famous as I am…and that’s not very famous.

Sorry.

You may need some better friends if you plan to be the next Paris…


I’d like to introduce you to my bestest friend ever!

Her name is Katy and we are soul mates.  You know, after our husbands and all of that.

How do I know we are soul mates?  Allow me to provide to you a photographic explanation:

We are both too adorable for words when we dress up.

We’re both pumpkin kissers.

And because of this:

I’d like to introduce you to my bestest friend ever!

Her name is Katy and we are soul mates.  You know, after our husbands and all of that.


Michael Grimm won America’s Got Talent.

I’m not saying the guy isn’t adorable, cause he is.

But Prince Poppycock RULES!

He’s is a true performer.

Can you imagine if he did a duet with Cher?

Do it, Do it!!!!


I’m wearing heels today. 

Because I’m an addict.

Mary brought them for me because they are to big for her.

They are fab-u-lous.

Today isn’t sucking so much anymore!


While getting everything gathered from my car to take into work today, I threw my water bottle into my purse so my hands would be free to clock in.

When I got to my desk, I threw my purse down and heard a distinct *slosh, squish*

My water bottle lid hadn’t been properly tightened.

I flooded my purse.

Thank heavens my iPod and iPhone were the last items in, so they were sort of suspended above the flood and not injured.

What a yucky way to start my day.

Also, I forgot my hair tie today.

Today sucks a little bit.


Monday Night:

Its 9:30 and I’m getting ready for bed.  I’m doing the things one usually does to get ready for bed, stripping down and getting my super comphy PJ’s on.

Here’s what you need to know about me, I have two sets of undies.  One for daytime wear (of the thong nature) and one for sleep wear (of the boy short nature).  So I take off the day wear, grab a sleep wear and head to the bathroom.

I toss my clothes into the hamper by colour, walk over to the toilet, lift the lid and throw in my day wear undies.

And then stare.

And then blink.

And then curse.

I’m not kidding when I say there was about 10 seconds between the start of the event and my brain kicking in to yell “No! Wrong!  Must fix!”

It’s been two days since this event and I have yet to even come up with a hypothesis regarding the mental process that led me to this chain of events.

I’m fairly sure there wasn’t one…


A knight in shining armor came to my rescue this morning!

When I pulled out of my driveway this morning (at the butt crack of dawn) I noticed that an alert light was active on my dashboard.  I didn’t recognize the symbol so I continued on with my commute.  As I hit red lights along the way I began the process of getting out my car manual to look up the issue.

Red light 1: Opened glove compartment and searched for manual. (Tangent: I feel that it is time to rename the glove compartment.  Does anyone actually put gloves in it?  In the winter months those baby’s stay on your hands, don’t they?  Perhaps construction workers store their gloves there…)

Red light 2: Continue to search for manual, remember it’s in the neat little leather binder the car dealership gave me and yank out the binder.

Red light 3: Flip to the index and look up “Engine Lights”.

Red light 4: Flip to the appropriate page and begin to read “This light indicates that one of your tires is running low on air pressure.  It should turn back off several seconds after driving.”  My light is still on and I’ve been through 4 red lights…I feel that “several seconds” have passed.

Red light 5: Continue reading “If the light remains on, you have SIGNIFICANT loss in air pressure in one or more of your tires and continuing to drive may become hazardous to your health.”

…that’s not good.  I read this defining statement just one light before I pulled onto the highway where I would have driven 80 miles per hour on SIGNIFICANTLY low pressure tires which could have resulted in an event that was hazardous to my health and rendered my SH a widow and my DSFSC without a mother.

And cue u-turn.

Cue my knight in shining armor.  I limped my way back to the house and SH craftily used his portable air compressor, did magic boy things and Ta-Da!  All fixed! 

All in all, I was about 45 minutes late to work.  But I’m okay with that.  Because I made it ALIVE thanks to my SH rescuing me from SIGNIFACANTLY low pressure tires.


My Dolphins played their first season game yesterday and after not winning ONE preseason game, I am proud to announce that WE WON!!!

We won, we won, we won!

It’s soooo much more exciting to watch a game when your team is playing well, something we Phin Fans haven’t had the opportunity to enjoy for quite a while.

However, I must say, we still kinda sucked.  There were three passes that we intersected that we SHOULD have caught and run with.  But alas, we dropped ALL of them. 

So, my dear Dolphins, no more lobster and crab legs for you the night before the game, it would appear you can’t get the butter off your fingers.

 


I was cuddling up to SH in the kitchen, bouncing around and being all cute.

SH: “You’re being stranger than normal.”

Me: “….more than normal???”

SH: “Ya, you have a standard level of strange.”

Thank you dear.  I’m going to take that as a compliment.